Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no bitch'll give her to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she stole
tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or it from behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I my bitches doubled up like my white cup
I my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we smoke it, we don't sell it
I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass

I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on your ass
Bob Marley smoke, hundred after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach, now she
Me and my henchmen, we be for the money, blowin' jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck than we rest, dude
I bet you your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her they see me gon' break their neck too
dick in her, I done gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was high in
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, it back up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll make a go
Them say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass

kush if them bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with their nose, now you
That the king all about the bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass dollar bills
You don't it, ho? You ain't gotta chill then
Leave the match and go back to where you live then
Nope, but you wanna do that
How ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she that, see he brought two back
up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, steady where the food at
You believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true that
I beat pussy, blew that, man I ain't gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't check it
You can smell it, shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the weed
Yup, like I'm up on the runway
Wheels up, loud like gunplay
On them sucka niggas their lame ass
You bustas train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass